Aaron had gone over Eliza's medical report. She had premature ovarian failure. A condition she shouldn't be experiencing at her age. "What's going on with your body?" he asked.

He wasn't sure if Casper knew, but the Welton family was desperate for Eliza to get pregnant, and this condition would seriously affect her chances of having a baby.

Eliza couldn't give an answer. Aaron didn't push further, only saying, "You're still young. With the right treatment, things can get better."

A bitter smile crept onto Eliza's face. She wasn't a doctor, but she had enough common sense to know that this condition was incurable. "Thank you," she said.

Just as Aaron was about to reply, Casper walked in. "You two should talk," Aaron said. He did not plan to stick around.

Casper was carrying a pot of homemade chicken soup that Marian had made. He walked over to Eliza's hospital bed. "Have some soup. It's still warm," he said. His tone had softened, but it felt insincere. Eliza closed her eyes, not in the mood to talk. He poured the soup into a bowl and brought it to her lips. "Come on, drink a little."

wasn't known for his patience. The fact

your mouth," he said, trying to keep his anger

going to die. I don't need this miracle

tightened around the

soup were tossed into the trash can, making a sharp sound. Eliza watched him calmly, her heart unmoved. His fake patience

you a chance here. It's better if you don't drink it; it saves me the trouble," he said, almost letting slip that it would be better if she were dead. He held back, but Eliza could read between

saying more than words ever could. "I'm warning you, stay away from Zach. You can't win

too often, making her frown. "I've never

him?" He hated being treated like a fool. "Eliza, you'd better stay away from him, or

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